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Leo chuckles. “Go on. I won't be offended.”
I take a deep breath. “How did it happen?”
He looks off into the distance thoughtfully, watching the city with quiet contemplation. “My younger brother, Samuil. Always such a troublemaker. The sort of guy who mouths off before his brain ever has a chance to kick in.” I'm on the edge of my seat, listening with intent. Leo goes on. “He got into a lot of fights when we were younger. He could handle it most of the time. Until he couldn't.”
“What happened?”
“Someone brought a knife to a fistfight. I couldn't let my brother get hurt, so…”
My heart twists in my chest. “You stepped in?”
Leo nods, but there's nothing solemn about it. It's obvious he doesn't regret it one bit, even at the cost of his sight.
Slowly, I reach across the table, my fingers hovering barely an inch away from his cheek. “May I touch it again?”
All through our first night together, I only touched his scar once. He wouldn’t let me do it again, insisting I kept my hands anywhere else on his body. There were other places for my fingers to explore, he’d said, and I couldn’t exactly disagree.
“You don't think it's scary?” he murmurs, leaning into my touch. I lean forward in my chair to take a good look, running the pad of my thumb gingerly over his scar. A familiar feeling, but never one to fill me with dread.
“I don't think it's scary, Leo,” I say softly. “You were protecting your family. If anything, it's a sign of how good a person you are.”
Again, that flash of guilt. He looks like he has something to say—but he pulls me onto his lap instead. I instinctively wrap my arms around his thick neck for balance while he circles my waist with his, the combined warmth of our bodies creating the perfect recipe to stave off the evening chill.
His kiss comes more abruptly this time, but I have zero complaints. He commands our movements, devouring my mouth like a man starved. Insatiable. There's nowhere to go with the way he holds me tight, but I frankly can't imagine being anywhere else than right here in the exclusive seat of his lap. A moan rips itself from my lungs as he drags his teeth over my bottom lip, his hands beginning to roam the expanse of my back.
I'm suddenly feverish and aching, a blooming heat stirring in the pit of my core. What I wouldn't give right now to have his hands slip beneath my shirt, down my pants, between my thighs… I'm dizzy and completely at his mercy, barely able to keep up with his demanding tongue.
“L-Leo,” I rasp.
There's something strangely comforting in the possessive nature of his kiss. Every brush of his lips against mine is strong and powerful. A statement of claim. This manwantsme for much more than that one night, and he's channeling every ounce of his energy into each brand-hot kiss. That look in his eye… If I didn't know any better, I'd say Leo is two seconds from bending me over the table and having his way with me.
And I'd wholeheartedly let him, much like before.
“Leo, can we… Can we go somewhere more comfortable? Maybe take this to your place?”
“You're sure?”
I nod, clinging to him like a lifeline. “Yes. I want this.”
“Then it's a good thing we're already here.”
I frown, a tad confused. “What do you mean?”
His lips curl up into a grin. “I own this building.”
Chapter 11
Leo
She wraps her legs around my hips, making it that much easier to carry her into the penthouse from the balcony. We don't even bother waiting until we get inside before we're all over each other, clawing at each other's clothes and sliding our tongues into each other's mouths. Nikita combs in her fingers through my hair, nibbles on my bottom lip, grinds her hips against me in a way that drives me certifiably insane.
“Nikita—”
“Kiss me harder,” she commands.
I almost laugh. “Bossy little thing. Maybe I should teach you some manners. You seem to have forgotten them since our little training session at my cabin…”
There's something devilish behind her gaze. Dark and mischievous. “I'd like to see you try.”
